CEO Above, Me Below

When Xiao Nian can torture a man like Gong Ou, people are not human, ghosts are not ghosts.

And her Lancaster Mona couldn't even get his deeper favor.

After thinking about it, Mona gave birth to an idea and said softly, "Mr. Gong, you can't control yourself and linger, and only want to eat the food she made. You are not going to do this. I hope you still think about it. Let me cure my illness."

Mona always believes that Miyao is not really love for the time.

It is the disease of paranoid personality disorder, as long as it is cured.

"I said, I am not ill with this disease."

Miyao is cold and cold, and the words are hard, there is no room for bargaining.

"You can't do this in your body." Moina said with a distressed heart, "Mr. Gong, I confessed to you, I like you, so I am worried about you, I don't want you to be unhealthy."

"Go down"

After eating the next cake, Gong's stomach is not so painful, he sneaked to Mona.

"Mr. Gong"

"Going down" Gong Ou squatting at her, "No more, I will kick you down."

"Where are you going to find a little thought, you know that you can't entangle anymore." Mona looked at him and repeatedly advised him.

"Don't let me say the third time."

Miyag Ou's eyes glanced at her, her eyes gloomy to the extreme.

"Well, I got off the bus, you don't have to look for a little time." Mona pushed the car and got off the bus.

She just closed the door, and the sports car flew out like a string of arrows in front of her eyes, leaving her in place.

Mona looked at the car that was going to the dust, and her face was awkward and hateful. She put the bag in her hand on the ground, "When the little thoughts"

Is it true that in addition to the small thoughts, she can get the feelings of Gongao

Miyako drove alone on the road, his long fingers turned to the steering wheel, his face was a little pale, his eyes were black and his lips were tight.

"Miyao, why do you still order me?"

"I tell you, you can't order me anymore, you are not there, I am not down."

"Miyao, we broke up, I would rather feed the dish to the trash can, and I won't give you a bite."

The words of Xiao Nian’s indifference echoed in his ear, shaking his ears and shaking his ears.

Gong Ouman drives the car without a destination.

The sports car is driving at speed.

He stepped on the gas pedal and tried to throw the indifference of the little thoughts behind him, but he couldn’t throw it away.

She hates him.

He can hear it.

The cell phone thrown on the side kept ringing, and Miyake didn't care. He continued to drive on the road, and the scenery on the roadside went backwards frantically, blurring his sight.

Can't be close when you are young.

I can't blow the things of the year.

Shi Xiao Nian is a woman he should not possess.

He knew all this clearly, then fell into chaos and couldn't control himself.

I don't know how long it took, and the stomach once again fainted, and Gong Ou stopped the car to the side of the road, and the slender hand held the stomach.

For a long while, his lips twitched with a self-deprecating arc.

Just hate him so much that he hates not even giving him a meal.

Miyao looked up and found that he had unwittingly drove the car to the port of heaven.

In the port of heaven, he spent a lot of time with him.

Gong Ou looked at the front, slammed his hand and rolled it up in the car, took a box from the car, and placed all the keys and room cards inside.

He took out a room card and was the universal room card for the Sky Harbor Duplex Suite.

Tianzhigang Block a, 12 stories.

Gongou leaned against the wall of the elevator, and a pair of black sly looked at the elevator door openly and walked out from inside. There was only a coldness on one face.

Going to the closed door, Gong Ou took out the room card and opened the door.

The door opened before his eyes.

Gong Ou looked into it and saw the shoe cabinet at the door. The inside was clean and almost only his shoes were left, but there was also a pair of women's slippers.

Women's slippers are placed next to men's slippers, a natural pair.

Miyao took off the shoes on her feet, put on the slippers and walked inside, and the inside was cleaned up.

He hasn't stepped in here for a long time. He walked to the bedroom and reached out to open the closet. There was only his clothes inside, and there was no women's clothing.

By the way, he once asked Feng De to return her things to her.

This work is too inefficient, and actually left the slippers here.

Miyako closed the door of the closet and lay down on the big round bed. The curtains covered the light outside, and there was no light in the big bedroom.

He lay back on the bed, picked up a pillow and put it in front of him, taking a deep breath.

There is no smell of the past.

Just like he and the time, he said that the past has passed. He thought that he could break up peacefully, but she had to be clean and even see him directly.

Gongou tweeted his eyebrows and threw the pillow out irritably. The man lay there, his arms crossed his forehead, his fingers were slender, and his phalanx was distinct.

Time passes quietly minute by minute.

Suddenly, his stomach was pumping again.

When Xiao Nian had some time ago, his stomach had been raised very well, and he did not hurt again. When she left, his stomach hurt.

Miyao was so painful that she could no longer lie down. The whole person sat up from the bed and stood up in the stomach with one hand and walked out.

He is used to being in a day without her. When he is hungry, he goes to find water. Cold water, ice water, and hot water are all good. As long as they are filled into the stomach, they will not be so uncomfortable.

Miyao walked in the empty house according to the stomach and walked through the living room.

Daddy, his feet suddenly stopped.

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Miyao violently turned around and slammed into a wall in the living room, only to see countless paintings on the wall, and the touch was a little thought.

When did she draw so many paintings here?

Miyag Ou's eyes widened, and she endured the stomachache and walked to the wall, looking at the wall.

In the upper left corner, a cartoon character of a little girl is lying on a polygraph chair. Someone is squatting next to it, and a line of words is written below.

Hate.

The word was used too lightly. At that time, she was totally disgusted with him.

Miyao stood there and looked at the second painting. The ground in the painting was awkward. The little girl was besieged and hugged her head on the wall. A little boy walked up to her and reached out to her.

The same line of words is written below.

The third painting is in the dark, a few little boys hug the little girl, with text below.

The woman still knew how good he was to her.

Appeared every time she needed it, when she didn't need him, should he disappear, just like now.

Miyao’s lips smacked a smile and looked at a picture. The latter paintings were all about their usual relationship. He stood on the bed and quarreled with her; he hugged her from behind; he At fitness

Each line is accompanied by a line of text.

Miyaguro stood there, and the coldness in his eyes was slowly melted. He looked at it one by one and slowly admired it. For fear of admiring it too quickly, there is nothing to watch.

A picture falls into his sight, the back of the little girl leaving the suitcase, and the following is a few lines of delicate writing.

Miyao, when I paint these, I wonder what kind of existence you are in my heart.

I thought for a long time and didn't think about it.

We have argued, quarreled, and even moved. It is not a good relationship, but in any case, you are a special existence for me. I sincerely hope that everything will be fine in the future.

I hope that your temper will be better and you will be gentler to people, so that more people will treat you with sincerity.

Below is a date.

The date should be seen when Huazhuo Tianqiao throws away the ring and she is ready to leave.

He actually saw it until now.

Miyao raised her hand and touched the delicate handwriting. She was gentle to people. He was not gentle enough for her. He did not have any portraits for her in this life.

It’s just that there is no whisper.

It is also worthwhile to write when you go.

Who wants more people's sincerity, his palace is not rare.

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Miyazu stared at the above handwriting, his fingertips swam past, and saw a pink arrow to the right.

There are plenty of comics next to it.

it's not finished yet

Miyao looked aside and saw that the comics in front were reset, all of them were reversed.

The picture of the two people eating together turned into a back-to-back meal;

The picture that the two of them had embraced became one in the door and one outside the door;

The little bits and pieces that were in the past were separated by painting, and the two people in the painting became more and more contrary, without any intersection.

The last picture is that the little girl has become short, and she has shrunk into a small group in the corner. In the distance, the little boy leaves the other person and is getting farther and farther away from her.

The little girl's figure is small, smaller than the trash can next to it, as if to grow into the soil.

Looking at the painting, Gong Ou’s chest was smashed, like someone who stepped on his ankle and trampled hard.

This is when Xiao Nian came to paint after he broke up.